Elton John - Social Disease lyrics
[Elton John - Social Disease lyrics]
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing
Disturbance going to crucify my days
And the days they get longer and longer
And the nighttime is a time of little use
For I just get ugly and older
I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
I get bombed for dinnertime and tea
I dress in rags, smell a lot
And have a real good time
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
My landlady lives in a caravan
Well, that is when she isn't in my arms
And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness
But my liquor also helps to grease her palms
And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
And they're falling apart at the seams
Well, I just get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
I get bombed for dinnertime and tea
I dress in rags, smell a lot
And have a real good time
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
And they're falling apart at the seams
Well, I just get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
I get bombed for dinnertime and tea
I dress in rags, smell a lot
And I have a heart of gold
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
I'm a genuine example of a social disease
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